Resolving Rivalries (Sakura Haruno & Ino Yamanaka)

"Greetings," Izuko began self-importantly, "My name is Izuko Harada, and I am here to help you and Sakura. You see, I am the foremost expert on the human mind, and it is normal for you to accept my expertise in these matters. That is to say, it is normal for you to accept my words as the holy grail and to never doubt or question them."

As he spoke, he watched Ino's demeanor change as she leaned forward, hands resting on the counter-top of the Yamanaka flower shop. "Are you now," she asked, eyes sparkling. "I'm Ino Yamanaka, the heiress to the Yamanaka Clan. We specialize in the mind. If it isn't too much trouble, I would love to speak to you later. Perhaps we can discuss some of your work over lunch?"

Watching her lean forward like that sent Izuko's mind straight into the gutter as he pictured himself standing behind her, fucking her in that position. It was with an active work of will that he brought his mind back to the present. Putting on what he hoped was a charming smile, Izuko replied, "I'd like that, but that is going to have to happen in a later date. You see what I'm here for today is... Well, how familiar are you with the will of fire?"

Ino looks bemused at the seeming non-sequitur. "Will of fire?" she echoes dumbly.

Izuko nods, humming, "Unfamiliar with the concept, I see. Disappointing, but not unexpected. Allow me to explain. The will of fire is an ideal passed on from the Senju clan to the rest of Konoha upon its founding. It is the idea that love is the key to peace. It states that the entire village is like a large family unit and every Konoha shinobi with the Will of Fire loves, believes, cherishes, and fights to protect the village, as previous generations had done before them. It is what gives us the strength to continue fighting against all odds, building willpower and strength of character."

Ino just continued to look confused. Seeing this Izuko fixed her with a stare and continued, "Both you and Sakura lack this will, and that is what I am here to rectify. You are both kunoichis of Konoha, yet the two of you have maintained a rivalry started over a traitor. I say that this ends now, and to that end, we are going to be going through a therapy session. Why, by the end of this, I'm certain you'll be as close as sisters."

And in matching harem outfits to boot, Izuko thought to himself but didn't say,

Ino was unable to truly defend herself in the way she wanted, thanks to Izuko's first two commands, so instead she had to settle for shifting the blame. "Sakura started it," she retorted, "She's the one who-"

Izuko cut her off with a raised hand, causing her to fall silent despite herself. "It doesn't matter who started it. What matters now is ending it."

**** to accept that as true, Ino grit her teeth briefly and exhaled. "Fine. How?"

Lips curling into a smile, Izuko replied, "With some of my special teamwork exercises, of course."

A few more commands later and Ino closes up the flower shop early for the day before guiding them both upstairs to her room, where he tells her the teamwork exercises will be taking place. As soon as they enter Ino's room, Izuko's arms lash out, grabbing a fistful of Sakura's short pink locks and snaking into Ino's longer ponytail, pulling them both down to their knees before him. On the way up, he had taken the liberty of undoing his pants and exposing his member, so it is no trouble to place it between Ino's surprised face and Sakura's resigned one.

Sakura already knew what was going to happen. She had known since he had told her when they ran into each other at the Hokage Tower. She had known since he had paused in the middle of undressing her virgin body to ask her about Ino, and the state of their relationship.

Ino, on the other hand, had no forewarning that this was going to happen and was a lot more shocked, though the earrings kept her from resisting. "What-" she began once more before being cut off again.

"The teamwork exercises," he told her, leaning heavily on his previous two commands to make her accept what he said. "My research shows that exercises of this type work best to resolve rivalries. Just think, you and Sakura used to be close as sisters. Don't you want that again?"

Placated, Ino accepted what he said, and nodded an affirmative as best as she could while his hands were still wound up in her hair.

Having gotten them into position, Izuko no longer needed to hold onto them. As he let go, he remarked "This is supposed to be a teamwork exercise where the two of you work together to get me to cum. I will be keeping the guiding to a minimum, only occasionally changing positions. Why don't you guys show me what you've got?"

Sakura acts first, surprising given that between the two of them, she's the virgin.

She had been pleasured the entire way here as Izuko took his time exploring her body, bringing her to the edge before letting her come back down and repeating the process. After the constant edging, she just wanted to get on with it so, when presented with his dick, she started by giving it an experimental lick.

After ascertaining it didn't taste bad, she focused on her side, the right side, letting her tongue flick out randomly, going at a slow, gentle pace as she experimented with fellatio for the first time.

Ino, on the other hand, hesitates for just a moment, before her pretty face contorts into a scowl upon seeing her rival get ahead of her. Forgetting that this was supposed to end the rivalry between her and Sakura, she immediately turned this into a competition. Whatever Sakura was doing, she was determined to do better.

Sakura was licking the right side of his dick? Ino not only began licking and kissing her way up the left side of his dick, far more skillfully than Sakura could manage at that, while simultaneously fondling his balls.

The two rivals locked gazes from her respective sides in a heated glare as they tried to one-up the other. From his position looking down at them, Izuko suppressed a smirk. These two were going to be requiring more than one session to work through their issues. That was fine.

Izuko was willing to participate in as many sessions as required if it was with these two. If they never made any progress? Well then these sessions would have to continue indefinitely, now wouldn't they?

Realizing that Ino had the definite lead between the two of them in the position that they were in, Sakura demonstrated her intelligence and instead of competing in this arena, she instead changed competitions, going from tentative licks to full-on blowjob.

Spinning herself into position directly in front of Izuko before Ino could react, Sakura quickly takes his dick into her mouth and giving him a sloppy but enthusiastic blowjob. She starts with the head, swirling her tongue unintentionally as she attempted to get into a more comfortable position. Still, unintentional or not, there is no mistaking the hiss of pleasure that Izuko lets out.

Hearing it clearly, Sakura stays in her position, swirling her tongue clockwise and then counter-clockwise, drawing more hisses and groans from him while Ino is stuck watching jealously from her position on the sidelines. She does her best with where she is, but there is very little access she has from her position which is why it's a surprise when Izuko, enjoying their attempts to one-up one another, decides to throw fire into the wood by groaning, "Oh god, you're so good Ino."

For a second Sakura falters. And then a fire lights in her eyes.

Halting at the head for only a second longer, Sakura looks at Ino, observing the way Ino moves sideways, slurping and kissing along the long, girthy, prick, starting from a mere few centimeters from Sakura's current position and ending near the ball sack.

The problem, Sakura rationalized, was that Ino had so much dick available to her. Determined to fix that, Sakura shoved her self as far down as possible and immediately ran into the problem of her inexperience. Gagging, Sakura was **** to wrench herself off as she coughed up a storm.

"What, forehead girl?" Ino mocked as she took advantage of the vacancy in front of Izuko to take Sakura's old position, "Can't handle a dick like a real woman? Watch and learn." With that, Ino threw herself forwards, except, unlike Sakura she was able to deepthroat him on the first, taking his dick in her mouth and down her esophagus with ease. Best of all, she has next to no gag reflex.

Instead of **** on his dick, she swallowed continuously, leaving him a sensation of pulsating pleasure every time she thrust herself in. Under her more skilled ministrations, Izuko cums within minutes, while Sakura looks on from the sidelines, no longer a part of the equation. Pulling herself as far back as possible, Ino collects his cum in her mouth. Only when he's stopped does she pull herself off with a wet 'plop' sound.

Turning towards Sakura, Ino opens her mouth, showing the pool of cum she had just collected. After making sure Sakura got a good look, Ino closed her mouth and swallowed down the cum in two large gulps before opening her mouth again and sticking out her tongue, showing that she had swallowed it all.

"Oh Ino," Izuko said with a laugh as his dick rapidly returned to hardness, mere seconds after cumming, "Not particularly bright, and skilled beyond your years. Truly, you are one of the greatest treasures of the leaf."

As Izuko spoke, his words became Ino's truth thanks to his earlier command, something that Izuko himself didn't realize, causing her to miss the implied insult. Instead, preening with pride, she turned to Sakura, and in a voice both proud and winded, she challenged, "Top that, forehead girl."

Sakura doesn't respond to Ino's challenge, at least not with words. Instead, she accepts that as far as blowjobs go, Ino has her beat. The blonde is far more experienced than her and continuing to challenge her in this field would be a bit like a Genin challenging a Kage. That said, changing the battlefield isn't the same thing as surrender.

"You might be able to give better blowjobs than me," Sakura sniffed, "But being a loose whore won't help you here." Saying that Sakura drops the remains of her outfit, a simple task given that she had been half-undressed for a while now. Understanding dawned on Ino's face as she hastily tried to undress as well, but by that time Sakura was already prowling up to Izuko, doing her best to push down any insecurities about her body deep within her.

Izuko for his part was appraising comparing it to that of her teacher. Tsunade had been off active duty for nearly a decade now and relied mostly on her chakra techniques for speed and strength as opposed to muscle mass. This allowed her to continue to be a ninja, even with her soft, voluptuous frame, more fitting for a live-in whore than a warrior.

Sakura, on the other hand, hadn't spent the last decade gambling and drinking, so her frame was much more fitting for a ninja. She was all lithe muscles, toned abs, and firm glutes. Having felt said ass over the coverings of her shorts and skirt before, Izuko closed the distance to his pink-haired slut and let both of his hands trail down to her tight ass.

Izuko squeezed hard. In a voice a few octaves lower than normal he asked, "Would you like for me to fuck you Saku-slut?"

Once more in an attempt to deny any purchase with him, Sakura melded her body to his own, her B-cup breasts glued to his chest, her charming green eyes pouring into his darker ones. One of her hands went down to his dick, guiding it to her entrance. With an impish smile and a coy tone, Sakura whispered, "If you'd like."

By this point, Ino had managed to undress as well, and seeing her rival had his front covered, made her way around him, and linked her arms around her neck. Leaning up to his ears, she whispered encouragingly, "Do it. Fuck her like the whore she is. Let at least one of her holes please you. Heaven knows she couldn't blow you properly."

While she spoke, Ino made sure to press her larger C-cup breasts to his back, demonstrating yet another way she was superior to her rival. She knew as well as anyone that Sakura would be getting fucked irrespective of what she did, so instead of trying to compete and risking almost certain defeat, she chose to change the terms on which the battle occurred.

This way, when Izuko thrust into Sakura's warm, wet love tunnel, it appeared as though it was happening only due to Ino's permission. Even as Izuko fuck Sakura, it was Ino's voice her heard, whispering sweet nothings into his ears, encouraging him to go harder and faster, at a tempo she knew Sakura couldn't handle.

She was proven right. Izuko came within Sakura with a grunt after two of her own, Ino pushing him over the edge with a bite to the neck. Sakura joined his orgasm with one of her own, head thrown back, eyes rolling as her body quaked and trembled, supported less by her legs and more by Izuko's arms wrapped around her as though a perverted cocoon.

Once his orgasm subsided, Ino recaptured his attention with a kiss, grinding her pussy-lips along his legs, leaving a trail of arousal along his legs.

At her subtle encouragement, Izuko momentarily forgot about the girl he had just deflowered and released his seed into, hands leaving her in favor of the gorgeous blonde. Without him to support her weight, the unsuspecting Sakura toppled to the floor with a cry. She remained there, cum leaking onto the floor from her well-fucked cunt, too weak to get up again.

Izuko shot her an apologetic glance, but before he could do anything, Ino regained his attention once more, more overtly than before. Placing a dainty hand beneath his chin, she turned his head to face her and captured his lips in a kiss. Seeing she had his attention, and erection, once more she glanced at Sakura. More specifically at the cum leaking out from between her legs.

Unwilling to let her have a victory- any victory, no matter how minor- Ino selected her next pose. In a single deft motion, she was between Izuko and Sakura. In another she was crouched between the two, face down, ass up. Her face found its way buried between Sakura's legs, cleaning up the cum with long motions of her tongue. Her leg was spread wide behind her, inviting Izuko in.

An invitation that he was more than happy to take.

Izuko for his part was more than pleased with how this 'therapy session' had gone. At the end of it, as Ino languidly lay besides Sakura with a cum filled pussy, a direct contrast to Sakura's now squeaky clean one, Izuko announced solemnly that they had turned what should have been a team-building exercise into a competition, completely missing the point of this exercise.

To facilitate teamwork between the two, they would both be living with him for the time being. Until they managed to get the teamwork aspect of this down to his satisfaction, they would be pulled from active duty. One couldn't risk going into the field with bad teamwork, could they?

Izuko warned that it could take a while. After all, it was normal for the two of them to compete with one another, but not to worry. Izuko was a generous man and was willing to stick with them, no matter how long it took. Even if it took years. Or decades.

Later that day, as Sakura and Ino tongue dueled over his dick for the second time in the day, Izuko's mind was elsewhere. He had collected these two at least partially as a vanity project. Next, he would go after someone with a bloodline. The only question was... Who?